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charlie

green line
saturday afternoon
just me and a book
until he spoke

well over the legal limit
two fingers above
what would be considered
normal speaking volume

stranger on a train
no danger
just a conversation
no,
make that a performance
no,
make that a confession
no,
just please... please listen to me

monologues of the lonely
verbal graffiti

Rene ~ February 2011

Comments

  1. Yes. Oh, yes.

    With you sister, from my bus seat over here...

    It's all anyone wants, isn't it? To be heard?

    Pearl

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  2. I love that, verbal graffiti!

    it's so true, being heard is universal.

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  3. I've just returned from three weeks on the road ... trains, busses, planes ... lots of verbal grafiti!

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  4. They're always mistaking me for someone who gives a shit. Um, I meant, those poor people!

    I like the picture you found to go with.

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  5. Thank everyone...Have a great weekend

    and yes, Fireblossom, I am magnet

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  6. ooo...love that lonely verbal graffiti...we all need someone to talk to at times...

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  7. Oh yes, that is so well put. Love this one.

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  8. Great.
    My brother is a cop with the T - the stories he tells...

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  9. Talk about making EVERY word count. Brilliant. Nuff said!

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